The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 224 Definitely Sean’s Doing

After parting ways with Sean, Abigail immediately called Luna.

“What’s up? It’s quite late for you to call me.” Luna was at the hospital accompanying Analise, whose

recovery was going well.

Abigail got straight to the point. Luna, help me transfer my grandmother to another hospital or a more

advanced ward. I want only you and me to take care of her, no one else.”

“Has something serious happened?” Luna asked right away.

Abigail pursed her lips and asked, “Do you think Sean would lie?”

“Well… I don’t think he would resort to lying,” Luna replied. She knew he would not do something

undignified even if she was not fond of him.

“I’ll explain when I get back,” Abigail promised.

“Alright,” Luna agreed, feeling uneasy.

Abigail spent the whole night packing her things and left Ouisford without delay.

Fortunately, her custom–made clothes were all ready. She had initially stayed in Ouisford because she

believed there were many valuable traditions to learn. She planned to stay until June, when Lexie’s

dress would be completed, but now that seemed impossible.

She was well aware of the influence of the wealthy, especially since Lynette dared to challenge Sean.

This showed that the strength of the Pearsons was on par with his. Abigail did not want to confront

them head–on because she was unsure what other tricks the Pearsons and the Davidsons had up their

sleeves.

It would be okay if it only affected her, but she had L.Moon to think about. It was the result of her and

Luna’s hard work. Besides, many employees depended on them. If something happened to L.Moon,

how could she face them?

Furthermore, Luna had already been a great help. Abigail could let down anyone but not Luna.

Abigail returned to Pendorf that night.

In the morning, Luna had already sorted out the transfer of Analise to a different ward.

Over breakfast, she could not help but ask Abigail, “What’s going on?”

“Sean found out and told me that the Pearsons and the Davidsons have questionable intentions,”

Abigail explained briefly to Luna.

Luna was stunned after hearing it, but after a moment, she nodded. “Rich people can really stoop to

such a level. What’s your plan now?”

“I’ve already arranged my itinerary. If anyone asks, just tell them I’m away on a business trip, and

you’re not sure when I’ll be back,” Abigail stated. She had no desire to engage with Josh and Eric

anymore.

Luna teased, “Not even me?”

“You can reach me on WhatsApp. Don’t worry. I won’t get into trouble,” Abigail reassured.

Luna agreed, “That works too. Let’s focus on building our careers, and when we become powerful, no

one will dare to mess with us.”

While Abigail felt the goal was a bit distant, she agreed with Luna that it was worth striving for.

Later that night, Abigail felt exhausted when she got on the short–distance bus after visiting her

grandmother in the hospital. She did not need an ID to buy a ticket for the bus, and it made stops af

various stations along the way. In her journey, she could see a stark income disparity between

Pendorf’s urban and suburban areas.

Eventually, Abigail settled in a small town she had visited before and checked into a local homestay.

The homestay had two floors in total. The second floor had individual guest rooms, a shared living

room, and a kitchen.

After resting for two days, Abigail began to focus on her work. High–end dresses were entirely crafted

by hand, without sewing machines.

On the third day, she received a call from Lynette

“Why did you leave so suddenly?” Lynette asked on the phone, sounding surprised.

Abigail once had a good impression of Lynette, but now, speaking to her, she felt

uneasy.

“I don’t like staying in one place for too long. Everything was completed, so I left. Is there a problem?”

Abigail maintained her usual tone.

Lynette did not sense anything amiss and was simply disappointed. “Why did you leave without saying

goodbye?”

“If you have nothing important, please don’t call me. I’ve been busy recently, and sometimes my phone

signal is weak. So, unless it’s urgent, don’t contact me,” Abigail replied with a distant tone.

Okay… Lynette’s voice was filled with disappointment.

Abigail ended the call and continued to work on the dresses.

On the other end, Lynette hung up the phone and turned to Josh, saying, “Her tone’seemed

normal. I don’t know what she’s thinking.”

“And we don’t know what Sean told her to make her leave Quisford overnight either.” Josh’s face

showed signs of helplessness for the first time.

“She’s still very guarded against us,” Lynette commented and pouted. “Why, though? We won’t harm

her. We just wanted her to come back home.”

“To her, we are essentially strangers. Let’s take it slow. First, we should Josh’s tone was entirely

resigned.

try to locate where she is.”

“There’s no record of her after returning to Pendorf. It will be tough to trace her,” Lynette sighed, her

shoulders slumping in frustration.

Josh’s expression turned cold at this point. “Sean probably found out something and told her, so she’s

guarded against us. But she could have simply asked us.”

“She doesn’t accept us from the bottom of her heart, so how could she ask?” Lynette remarked.